Took a little love, walked thru a gardenWho can I see, in and around your handLooking to the top, as he feeds beside youHumming bird, close to your hand.T was for a reason I did not see before, it was;Someone did give me eyesThat is nature sounding withinIn the face of itIn the face of it there's nothing left to rhymeAnd the more you try you'll understandThey'll be flying into your hand tomorrow.--------------------------------------------------------